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It’s amazing how there is a generation of people who hate Stan Lee for ???

The man, even in his early years denounced racism as a special type of evil that can’t be defeated with a bullet. 

Marvel was the first mainstream comic to show a gay marriage. 

And the accusations of him sexually harassing a nurse were false. and proven to be false. 

The man has denounced racism and promoted tolerance and diversity for years, much more than what most people who age would have ever dared consider. Hell, he created Black Panther, the first black comic hero. 

But all because the man didn’t want to make Peter Parker black and bisexual he obviously is a racist and homophobe… Despite…

Luke Cage

Falcon 

Storm 

Spider Girl (Corazon) 

Miles Morales

Moonstar

Karma

Black Panther

Shuri

Kimura

Lady Deathstrike

Echo

Jubilee

Monet St. Croix

Hulkling

America Chavez 

Northstar and hosting the first gay marriage depicted in mainstream comics IN 1992 WAY BEFORE GAY MARRIAGE WAS EVEN LEGALIZED

Valkyrie  

Wiccian and many others…

But y’all asses over here fucking ignoring the shit out of them like the only thing Stan Lee and Marvel ever made was Spiderman and Peter Parker all because the man doesn’t think that you should redefine established or preexisting characters. Why?

Because he believed in creating NEW characters, new characters who had their OWN personalities, who had their OWN stories, who had their OWN fans

He wanted to make new things, not redefine what already exists. He wanted to make NEW characters and stories that people could connect to. NEW characters who could stand on their own as opposed to just being “This character but now xyz.” 

He wanted characters who had their own life and vibrancy to them. 

Yet y’all asses fucking mad he didn’t make Peter Parker black while you ignoring the fuck out of Miles Morales. Yet y’all asses are mad he didn’t make Peter Parker bi or gay while ignoring the fact that the Marvel comic version of Deadpool and Loki are both bisexual. 

Y’all fucking ignoring the POC and LGBT+ characters that exist in the Marvel universe all because you wanna be like ~~uwu 20gayteen~~

Until y’all asses start recognizing POC and LGBT+ characters THAT ALREADY EXIST you don’t get to say shit about anything else being gay. 

DON’T SIT THERE AND IGNORE CANON LGBT AND POC CHARACTERS AND THEN ACT LIKE STAN LEE WAS A RACIST OR HOMOPHOBIC BIGOT

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Stuckony Fanfic Within A Fanfic (damn that needs a title)

“Stevie?” Bucky dropped his jacket and dove onto the bed, full panic mode because Steve was crying on the bed, holding onto a pillow and gasping for breath through a sob and Bucky was panicking. “Babydoll what’s wrong? What’s wrong? Do you hurt? Are you sick? Did your cough come back? Is it your heart? Your lungs? The diabetes? What is it?”

“Bucky.” Steve sniffed loudly and scrubbed the tears from his cheeks. “I haven’t even had a cold since before the war, its certainly not diabetes, Im not hurting.” He paused, then his face crumpled. “Not physically anyway!”

“Well for fucks sake what’s wrong?” Bucky bellowed, grappling at Steve until the big blonde landed in his lap. “How come I gotta walk into th’ bedroom and you’re cryin?”

“Ireadafic.” Steve mumbled and after a few seconds to interpret the rushed together words, Bucky’s expression cleared in realization, then reclouded in annoyance.

“A fuckin’ fanfic is making you bawl like this? WHY?”

“This writer!” Steve felt around for his tablet. “Whoever this @youknowwhoiam is? They wrote a soulmate fic where they’re in love with us and we’re in love with them and we’re all soulmates? But since we’re super soldiers and don’t really age…”

“We stayed young and they got old and died.” Bucky finished and Steve nodded miserably. “C’mon Stevie, you know ya can’t read fics like that. You remember what happened when you read that one where they cough up flowers because of unrequited love or whatever? You were a mess!”

“I need to tell them I cried over this fic.” Steve blew his nose loudly. “I need an account so I can comment.”

“No one needs to know you’re crying over fanfic.” Bucky said firmly. “Comment anonymously cos I swear to Christ if you comment as Captain America I’ll break up with you.”

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                                  character’s  names  into  this
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                                  based  on  the  scenario  that
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melodyofmuses:

“Couldn’t sleep.” Wanda shrugged, there was no point hiding things from Steve, he’d find out later in training anyway. “Nightmares.” Grabbing the coffee pot Wanda poured herself a large cup, drinking it straight before helping herself to another cup. It probably wasn’t healthy relying on coffee to keep herself awake and active but it got her through the day. “Staring at my ceiling seemed pointless.” Nursing her drink she took a seat beside Steve, one eyebrow raised as she gazed at him. “So what has you frowning this early in the morning?”

Steve watched her for a moment, worried for her rest. She was still young, despite her experiences, after all. Some fatherly instinct in him hated seeing her so battle weary. It was the same with Peter, who somehow found a way to sleep after everything. “Long night. Just got back from my run about half an hour ago.” he half-lied. He still had a tendency of keeping to himself, deep down afraid of his own emotions at full power. The last time he’d let himself get lost in what he was feeling, he’d almost killed Tony. 

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Stiles nodded slowly. “Yeah… I uh… I think that might make me feel a bit better,” he answered quietly. “Scott’s already half in love with this new kid… has him on the lacrosse team, got him doing afternoon stuff with the rest of the pack. No one’s gonna believe me if I say anything against him, you know?” He pulled back and glanced up at Derek slowly. “You and Peter are the only ones who actually take me seriously anymore.”

Derek nodded, leaning to kiss Stiles’ forehead. “I’ll take you to school in the morning if you want to stay here for the night? I know Peter isn’t back for a few days, but there’s always room in the bed.” he offered, not wanting Stiles to have to go though what he was feeling alone. “While Scott may brush that off as you being our mate, it’s only a part of it. Peter and I listen because your magic is never wrong. Your natural instincts paired with the level of magic that’s been dormant in your family for so long makes what you say relevant. Scott is still new to the world, so he doesn’t understand it like he seems to think he does.” His voice was bitter. Ever since the incident in Mexico, since Derek and Peter had helped Stiles recover from his issues post-nogitsune, Scott had started pulling away, and it pissed him off to see Scott do that to the one person he’d always had. “Just say the word and I’ll kick Scott’s ass for being such a horrible person lately.”